Dog House W/ Patio

Just the Facts...

Last weekend I went to Busan, the largest city near Ulsan, to pick up my ticket home. I now have an official date and time of my return: 3:55 pm Monday October 31st. Needless to say, I’m very excited. I also had an opportunity to play in an Ultimate Frisbee tournament at Haeundae Beach. Even though my team didn’t win I had a great time and met some cool people from all over Korea.

The last week at work has been relatively smooth. I had a few weeks of uncomfortable silence from my co-workers after I broke the news I was leaving but I think that has all subsided now.

This weekend was Canadian Thanksgiving. I was invited to attend a proper dinner party where we gorged ourselves on turkey and mashed potatoes and other traditional dishes. Yes, its pretty much the same style feast as American Thanksgiving.

Random sand sculpture. It was very cool watching this guy work.

I know I shouldn’t play with my food, but he was too cute!

This is one of my students, Jesse. She reminds me of the penguin from Wallace and Grommit.

This is an example of cultural dimorphism. These kids cannot seem to get over the fact that I have arm hair. There are times I feel like a dog. Some kids can’t help themselves from trying to pull on my arm hair or my beard. Its very much like watching a baby feeling a plush carpet.

This is Cindy, one of the smartest students I have. But you wouldn’t guess it from her shirt… Konglish strikes again!

Note: when choosing school uniforms, please pass on the Star Trek theme.

Ba-Bo (what is scrawled on the whiteboard behind me): crazy, stupid, silly, dumb, etc… I haven’t received an official definition yet, but my kids insist its crazy. Who’s ba-bo now?

These are scars from immunizations the kids get when they are younger. Almost all my kids have this pattern on their left arm. I felt bad about taking this picture, though; I asked him to flex for me so I could get a good shot. (get it?)

Sorry this shot is so dark, I let my students take a few pictures, and they turned off the flash. Note the stick on the desk. That’s what the Korean teachers use for motivation.

This is a prime example of a squatter. This takes the place of a conventional toilet. The waste bin in the corner is where you put your used toilet paper. If I hadn’t been to Mexico, this would be disturbing to me.

Here’s an amusing shot of Dave, Heather, Tamsyn, and myself.

Two chingus in Ko-rea.

Posted by Schaffer at October 9, 2005 08:48 PM